How To Park A Lee (Park Jimin X Lee Taemin) [✓]

22.

It's been a month since Taemin quit and being able to see him was the hardest part. Before, Taemin still used to hang out with everyone despite Jimin's presence that he'd ignore. But now, he's ignoring the whole gang and is barely seen on campus except from the few glimpses Jimin tried to get by peeking into his lecture halls.

Jimin tried to get close and talk to Taemin but every time he ended up with just a few feet away from the older, Jimin felt himself shutdown. He wasn't able to say anything to Taemin and it made him frustrated. Jimin decided it's be best if he gave the older more space.

Jimin was sitting with the gang during break time, scrolling aimless through his phone when he came across pictures and videos that he had captured of Taemin and him together. It was like a slap to the face and a kick the gut but he couldn't stop looking at them.

“Another dance competition?”

Jimin picked his head up at the curious voice of Jiwoo who had walked over to them, a flyer in her hand as she read over it. She made eye contact with Jimin, as if sharing a mutual thought before she extended the glossy piece of paper to him.

“Why don't you enter?” Jiwoo went on, taking a seat next to him.

Jimin skimmed through the flyer, his eyes dropping down to the due date. It was a competition at a dance show, nearby. He remembered the last time he tried to audition for the school's dance program only for Hoshi to beat down his self esteem.

And for Taemin to help pick him back up.

His grip tightened on the piece of paper. Unsure of whether or not he should participate. Jiwoo nudged him in the side to get his attention, shooting him a small smile.

“Do what you love,” Jiwoo whispered. “It may feel like time has stopped moving but it's only waiting for you to move a move.”

Maybe this dance show was the thing that'd get Jimin out of his slump. Maybe this dance show, he would be able to express everything he's been feeling in this time capsule. With encouraging glances from the gang, Jimin agreed to take part.

***

Hoshi whistles as he strolls into Taemin's apartment, pulling open the fridge and rummaging through it. Taemin frowned and trailed behind him. Having opened the door only to be unexpectedly greeted by his brother who was now walking around as if he was home, Taemin felt like dragging him over to the window an flinging him out.

“What are you doing here?” Taemin asked in a deadpan voice.

“Didn't you get the message eomma sent you?” Hoshi questioned, poking his head out from the fridge before appearing with a can of beer.

“Eomma...?” Taemin pulled out his phone from his pocket and sighed. He had forgot to charge the device last night. “Well, what did she want?”

“She found out that I was taking part in this popular dance show,” Hoshi continued, opening the can and walking past Taemin to plop himself on the boys couch. “She wants you to accompany me and take a video of it for her.”

Taemin couldn't help but roll his eyes. “Couldn't one of your friends do that? Why bother me.”

“Because,” Hoshi took a long swing of from the can. “Eomma apparently wants, 'to see Taemin support his younger and dashingly talented brother'. So yeah. You're driving me to the dance show and recording my performance to Eomma. Whatever you do afterwards is not my problem.”

Taemin rolled his eyes and sat down next to Hoshi. “Fine, whatever. Now, when is this dance show?”

The Dance Show was held two weeks after the entrance period had closed. Being held in a concert hall, Taemin was surprised to even see the places were fully booked. He was able to get it by being one of the participants family. Grimly taking a seat at the front row, Taemin wishes he could go back home and get some sleep.